The Celebrity plague part 2: Mtf/Tg/Tf
"Marcus...hey man are there" Chase said through the phone. " Hello? Marcus is this a butt dial". Kim stared forward lost in thought. Her pussy throbbed with the anticipation. But who was Marcus? Why did that name sound so familiar. She looked down at the phone. Chase, that name...how did she know him? His voice could be heard through the phone as she glanced around the room. This wasn't her place, was it? A picture on the bedside table caught her eye.
She glanced at it seeing a cute couple that were in embracing. They both looked familiar, damn who were they? She glanced back down at the phone knowing if she just answered the phone she could get what she wanted. "What I need" Kim whispered. " What was that... Amber? Hey Amber was that you" Chase asked through the phone. Amber, who was Amber? " Oh fuck " Marcus shouted realizing who she was.
Marcus looked again at the picture of her and Amber on the bedside table. The picture is when they bought this apartment together. One of the happiest moments of her life. Well his life, but male pronouns didn't feel right to her anymore. " Thanks Kim" she sighed wiping her eyes. " Can't even pretend I'm a guy anymore". She ran her hand through her new soft hair, trying to calm down. Her eyes fell to dresser drawer she believed Amber's toys are and felt a tingle down below. The feeling of arousal had lessened in her panic, but not gone completely away. Marcus bit her lip not breaking eye contact with the drawer. No! Not now, she had to resist. Clearly the thought of release led to the take over of Kim and she was not about to let that happen again. So step one, stop standing naked in your bedroom.
Walking over to her girlfriends dresser she resisted Kims urge to dig in the bottom drawer and rub one out. Pulling open the top drawer she saw panties, so many different colors and designs. " Am I really about to wear my girlfriends panties" she whispered digging through them slowly. She glances at her own dresser where she knew her boxer shorts are. She began to walk towards it, trying to resist the new urges to turn around and put the panties on.
Opening her top drawer she saw all he boxer all strewn about and crumpled. " Eww" Kim gasped looking at them with disgust. Picking one up slowly, she began to put them on. Putting one leg in, was tougher than she thought. Her leg was visibly shaking as she put the boxers on. Why was this so hard Marcus thought. Putting her other leg in she slowly pulled them up, getting resistance at her new thighs. "Fuck... come on" Marcus gasped pulling at the hem of her boxers. A ripping sound caught her ear as the boxer struggled to get past her huge ass. The seems at the bottom of her leg tore as she managed to get them on. " I don't think my pants are going to fit" Marcus said assessing the fabric of his underwear. Well at least her pussy isn't exposed, she thought. She glanced down at her chest, seeing to huge breasts sticking out proudly from it. " Now what to do about you two" Marcus purred. Her hands both grasped her chest, squeezing her new tits. " Oh fuck that feels good" Marcus moaned. She continued to squeeze, arching her back as she did. Another ripping sound came from her rear, as her boxer could barely take the strain.
" God I wish I had a big cock to put in between you girls" Kim giggled as she tweaked her nipples. " Oh fuck, that sounds soooo goood" Kim moaned opening her mouth as drool leaked out. "No" Marcus gasped coming to his senses. " Jesus this body is a walking time bomb of arousal" she whimpered. Letting go of her new breast as they settled perfectly on her chest. Marcus walked toward Amber's dresser again. " Gotta get these things contained" Marcus said. She closed the panty drawer and opened the one underneath it. She looked inside seeing a bunch of bras. " Damn" she gasped picking one up, 32 b was on the tag inside of the bra. Knowing no idea what that ment she held it to her chest. " mmmm... I don't think so" she said tossing it back in the drawer. " I don't want to suffocate you girls" Marcus giggled looking down at her tits and bitting her lip.
Girls? Why did I just say that, Marcus thought. Shaking her head, as she walked towards her and Ambers closet. One half was all her male clothes and the other Amber's clothes. She grabbed a graphic T-shirt with a Spider-Man symbol on it. She took out the hanger and stopped right before putting it on. " Why would I wear this dorky ass shirt" Kim said puzzled. She threw it on the ground with disgust and look toward Amber's side. A black top caught her eye. " Don't need a bra for this" she giggled. Grabbing it, and slipping it over her head, it felt tight and left her belly exposed. " Perfect" Kim giggled tapping her toned stomach. She saw some black sweat pant folded on the top shelf of the closet and grabbed them. Pulling them on Kim glanced over her shoulder checking out her ass. " Damn girl" Marcus said to herself, slowly creeping back in control. She gave her ass a smack and walked towards the bathroom, grabbing her phone along the way. Once stepping in she saw clothes strewn across the bathroom tiles. " eww... someone's gotta clean those stinky things up" Marcus said. Looking in the mirror Marcus began to try and fix her hair. She picked up Amber's brush and went to work, her eyes darting up and down her perfect body. " God I feel so fucking good" Marcus sighed with a smile putting the brush down. She picked up her phone and snapped a picture knowing she looked hot as fuck.
Marcus felt her pussy beginning to throb again. " Mmmm... damn, I am a goddess" she moaned taking three more pictures. " Amber doesn't hold a candle to this shit" Marcus giggled, grabbing her left tit. Her nipples becoming erect as she did. " This is the best day of my life" Marcus gasped tweaking her sensitive nipples.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! " Marcus... Amber" Chase yelled through the front door of the apartment. Marcus put her phone down and walked into the hall. KNOCK! KNOCK! " Is any one home" Chase yelled. Marcus felt her pussy begin to react to the voice on the other side if the door. A wet spot forming in the front of her ruined boxers. She took a couple steps towards the door bitting her lip. She knew Chase had what she needed, seen it at the gym. " But Amber" Marcus whispered, stroking her pussy through her pants. Amber's the love of my life Marcus thought. " But I'm sooo horney" she moaned. " I'm way hotter than Amber anyways, and Kim gets whatever she wants right" Marcus pondered. She took two more steps towards the door. "Why would he come here anyways" Marcus whisperd "He is just worried about us" Kim replied through his own mouth. " Shouldn't we at least thank him for being such a good friend" Kim questioned? Marcus took more steps towards the door swaying his hips as she did. Feeling her boxer rub against her dripping mound. KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! Each knock sent tremors through Marcus. " Just a quick thank you" Marcus whimpered reaching towards the lock. " Yeah, nothing more than that" Kim purred. Marcus unlocked the door and took a quivering breath as she put her hand on the door handle.
To be continued...
*I don't own these pictures *
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